Time for a story!
She ran down the hill faster and faster. She was running from someone, but she knew she couldn't escape. Still, she ran. Her backpack hit the back of her legs almost causing her to fall down, but she merely adjusted it and continued on.
"I'm almost there." She said to herself, "Just a little further..."
She was getting tired, and breathing was hard. She kept going even then.
'I won't give up. Not when I am so close.' She thought.
Fifty feet left.
She heard the sound she had so dreaded to hear, footsteps.
End for now! I'll finish later... maybe...
 Bob Master of ALL Spoons · Fri Jan 28, 2005 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |
